Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 417 Tang Hao's surprise turns to shock, Hailong dies tragically!

"Good! Good! Good lad! You've really made me proud! You've really made me proud!"

Tang Hao was so excited that he was incoherent, and his face radiated a long-lost glow, as if he had instantly become ten years younger.

"Hahaha! My son is a god! He truly deserves to be called Tang Hao's son! Let's see who dares to look down on us, father and son!"

After the initial excitement subsided, he looked at his disciple with a mixture of resentment and eagerness:
"What happened? My son is back, he's become a god! Such a joyous occasion, why didn't anyone tell me?!"
What did he say when he came back? Did he come to pick me up?

The disciple looked at Tang Hao's flushed face with excitement, and his expression suddenly became extremely strange and frightened. His lips trembled, as if he didn't know how to speak.

"Speak!" Seeing his appearance, Tang Hao felt the unease he had just suppressed rise up again, and his tone unconsciously became more forceful as he urged him.

The disciple's eyes darted away, his voice trembling: "Tang San... as soon as he returned, he said... said that our entire Clear Sky Sect had found a way to die! He wanted to... to slaughter the whole sect!"

"What?!!"

Tang Hao's ecstatic joy froze instantly, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over him from head to toe, and a bone-chilling cold instantly spread throughout his body.

"What...what nonsense are you spouting?! How could that be! How could a mistress..."

"it is true!"

The disciple looked up, his face filled with fear and tears. "He smashed the sect's protective formation with a single hammer blow! The Ninth Elder... the Ninth Elder... he was killed on the spot by Tang San! And many of our fellow disciples were seriously injured... if it weren't for... if it weren't for..."

"What else could it be?!"

Tang Hao's heart was pounding wildly, almost bursting out of his chest, and his molars were nearly crushed.

"If it weren't for Young Master Yuehua arriving in time to save us, we would probably all be..."

Tang Hao stood frozen in place as if petrified, his facial muscles twitching violently, his eyes filled with absurdity and incomprehension.

Moonlight?

Did they save the entire clan?
Did the mistress who blocked his path to godhood?

Almost subconsciously, with a deep-seated contempt and skepticism, he blurted out:

"Yuehua? Her? Wasn't she the family member who went to the God Realm to enjoy a life of luxury with Yu Xiaolie? With her strength... she couldn't even beat a Soul Saint, could she? She could beat a mistress who became a god? Are you kidding me!"

The disciple shook his head vigorously, his eyes filled with lingering fear and a hint of admiration for Tang Yuehua: "It's true! Young Master Yuehua has already severely injured him, and he fled while coughing up blood!"

"..."

Tang Hao fell completely silent.

His expression went blank for a moment, followed by extreme shock, bewilderment, and confusion, which finally turned into an indescribable, burning pain, as if he had been slapped hard across the face by an invisible hand.

His sister, whom he once looked down upon and believed to be dependent on others for survival, now possesses the power to defeat him and become the son of a god.
His son, whom he was so proud of and regarded as his greatest hope in life, did the first thing after returning as a god: slaughter his own sect.
What is wrong with this world...?
The alcohol has completely worn off.

All that remained was boundless cold and utter chaos.

……

Poseidon Island.

The once solemn and sacred Sea God Temple now appears to Tang San as if every brick and stone is silently mocking him.

He forcefully suppressed the churning injuries and chaotic divine power within his body, and staggered down onto the plaza in front of the temple. His face was as pale as paper, and there were still traces of blood left on the corners of his mouth. However, his eyes were sinister and cold, like a vengeful avenger returning from hell.

"Lord Sea God!" A figure quickly emerged from the hall to greet him; it was none other than the Sea Dragon Douluo who had stayed behind.

Seeing Tang San's disheveled and severely injured state, he was first taken aback, then immediately lowered his head, concealing the complex emotions that flashed across his eyes, and bowed respectfully, his voice trembling slightly.

"You...you're injured? I'll go right away..."

"stop."

Tang San's voice was icy cold, like an icicle in the dead of winter, interrupting Sea Dragon Douluo's words.

He walked step by step to Sea Dragon Douluo, his gaze fixed on him like a venomous snake. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a chilling sense of oppression:

"Hailong, I ask you... when I conducted the ninth test... did you all see it?"

Hailong Douluo's body stiffened abruptly, his head drooped even lower, his back was instantly soaked with cold sweat, his heart pounded wildly, and he barely dared to breathe.

"Your subordinate is utterly loyal to the Sea God and has no intention of offending him!"

He still tried to struggle and cover his tracks.

"look at me!"

Tang San let out a fierce shout, and the divine power he unleashed despite his serious injuries still made the Sea Dragon Douluo's soul tremble.

“Look me in the eyes and answer me! That day! Those hours! Did you all see it all?! Did you see me... did you see everything in that illusion?!”

The last few words were practically squeezed out through gritted teeth by Tang San, filled with overwhelming shame, indignation, and murderous intent.

Knowing he could no longer hide it, under Tang San's gaze that seemed to tear him apart, Hailong Douluo's legs went weak, and he collapsed to his knees with a thud, his voice filled with a desperate sob:
"Lord Sea God, please forgive us! We...we did not mean to blaspheme! It's just that the divine test phenomenon...it...it appeared directly in the outside world...we...we couldn't help but see it!"

Although it was expected, hearing it with my own ears was still like the sharpest knife, stabbing Tang San's most vulnerable and shameful scars, and cruelly twisting them a few times!

really!

They really did see it!

I even watched the whole thing!
As they knelt on the ground, trembling, they must have been secretly laughing at him!

"good very good……"

Tang San laughed, a twisted and insane laugh. The last trace of humanity in his eyes was completely extinguished, leaving only pure, cold killing intent.

"Unintentional blasphemy? Hah... Seeing what you shouldn't have seen, knowing secrets you shouldn't have known... that's a capital offense!"

Before he could finish speaking, and before Sea Dragon Douluo could beg for mercy again...

Several thick, ominous blue-black vines of Blue Silver Grass suddenly burst forth from the ground, instantly wrapping around and tightening around Sea Dragon Douluo like ferocious venomous snakes!
The terrifyingly powerful binding force prevented him from even releasing his martial spirit; he could only let out suffocating "uh uh" sounds, his eyes filled with endless fear and pleading.

Meanwhile, Tang San's giant hammer spirit materialized once more.

Without the slightest hesitation, his face filled with cruelty and pleasure, he slammed his hammer down hard on the Sea Dragon Douluo, who was tightly bound and unable to move!
"No! Lord Sea God—!!!"

The Sea Dragon Douluo let out a final, desperate roar.

"boom--!!!"

After the loud explosion, blood and flesh flew everywhere.

(End of this chapter)